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Slave Training (LittleKitty & Ryimmor)

LittleKitty

LittleKitty

Super-Earth
Joined
Aug 12, 2012
Location
In That One Place, Next To That Thing
It was dark and murky, and it smelled. The guards rarely brought food, but at least the water was clean. Cages hung suspended from the air, avertising diffrent exotic slaves. They also lined the ground, showing off the more useful slaves. One cage stood on a small platform, with a sign that read, "New Slave, Dangours" It held the price, and the slaves name.

Charlie paced back and forth in her small cage, growling under her breath. She had been playing around in the forest with a few of friends when a group of men came and cornered them. Being the rather reckless one, she had attacked the men while her friends ran off. The men only ended up catching her and one other of her friends, who she helpped escape before they reached the slave house.

After they locked her up in her cage, she had spent the next few days snarling at anyone who passed her cage. Growing tired, she had spent the last few hours asleep, and still was.
 
Brad walked down the line of slaves, closely examining each and every one before coming to the cage Charlie was in. He spoke to the man who was leading him down the line, asking a few questions about her. She slowly started to wake to the sound of their voices and Brad paused, watching her slowly get up, examining her body and how she moved.

Their eyes met before she started to growl and snap at him. Intrigued by her ferocity, Brad immediately told the man he would take her. Within minutes she was bound, sedated, caged, and put in the back of Brad's car. He drove off, happy with his purchase, headed back to his house where he would take her cage into his room and patiently await her awakening.
 
Charlie woke slowly as the she heard the men talking, yawining and sitting up. She growled at them both, backing up into her cage as the men talked. She snarled as the man said he would take her, and she extended her claws.

She snarled as the men unlocked her cage, pressing herself into the bars. She fought back as the men grabbed her, clawing out and bitting one of the men. She almost got away before she was sedated and bound.

She woke slowly in the new home, yawning and looking around for a moment, sunndley rembering what had happened. She jumped up and snarled, looking around.
 
Her snarls caught his attention and he turned to look at his new possession, very excited to see her finally awake. He left the room and promptly returned with a bowl of water that he slid into the cage. "Drink up, you look famished." He then walked over to the other side of the cage where he grabbed a chain that was connected to the wall at one end with a steal collar on the other end. "Take your time with the water, but let me know when you're done."
 
She snarled as he left the room, examining the bars of her cage. She stuck her arm out, being stop at her shoulder. She wouldn't be able to squeze though these bars, so she would need another way out.

As he came back, she backed against the bars, growling. She looked at the water supiscously, and watched as he grabbed the steel collar that hung on the wall. Picking up the water bowl, she slowly said,

"I'm done." Once the man got close enough, she threw the water at him, and growled.
 
He grinned, knowing this one would be a challenge and greatly looking forward to it. He took the water bowl from her, made sure the door to the room was locked, and then opened the cage. She bolted out at him and he grabbed her, moving out of the way and throwing her to the ground before pouncing on her back and quickly putting the collar on, just tight enough so it was uncomfortable but not too tight as to restrict her breathing. He got up, and let her stand and adjust to being able to stand all the way up and move around. While he let her walk (though she mostly snarled and growled), he walked over to the bed, dragging a box out from underneath.
 
She growled as he unlocked the door, bolting out of it, only to feel him throw her to the ground. She growled and started to turn over, but he was sitting on her back. As he wrapped the collar around her neck, she growled and sat up, pullinng at it.

"Take it off!" She demanded, still pulling at it. She sat on the ground and growled at him, watching as he pulled a box out from under the bed. She backed up as far as the chain allowed, and snarled.
 
He looked to her as he pulled a whip out from the box. "Now here's the deal." He said, his tone now growing stern. "You've not been obedient so far and I don't like that. So you can calm down and be a good little girl, or I can make you calm down and be a good little girl, but either way it's going to happen."
 
Her eyes widen as she saw the whip, growing scared. She had heard stories about what whips were for, and she didn't want to be hit. She rember how someone had said that humans used them to beat people who didn't do what they had said, and that some humans just like to beat people. Still growling, she tried to back away farther, but was restrained by the collar chain. She growled, trying to hide her fear. She stared wide eyed at the whip, unable to look away.
 
He cracked the whip in the air, a sadistic smile crossing his face as he peered deep into her eyes. "So what's it going to be?" He took a step closer, running the tail of the whip over her nearly trembling body. "Do you want to listen?"
 
She flinched as he cracked the whip in the air, fighting not to tremble. Her eyes filled with fear as the strange look crossed his face, and she began to trembles as he ran the tail of the whip along her body. She recoiled away from him and let out a small growl.
 
He cracked the whip across the side of her body, leaving a long red mark where the skin just barely broke. "I asked you a question..." He said in a manner of great patience yet great distaste for her actions.
 
After a few moments of silence he cracked the whip across her body again, just below the previous one, leaving a more prominent mark this time. "Sorry, maybe I wasn't clear. When I ask you something you respond." He lifts the whip up in the air once more but sees her lips part to speak and lowers it.
 
She yelped again as he whipped her, pressing her hand to her side. Winching as it cause more pain, she pulled her hand away and started up at her Master. Seeing him rasies his whip again, her eyes widen more and she whimpered.

"I listen!" She said, flinching.
 
He let the whip drop completely, setting it back down in the box. Attempting to earn her trust before breaking her down and showing her her place in this household he invited her to come sit next to him on the bed, the chain reaching far enough to allow her to sit next to him while still allowing for some slack. "So, tell me something about yourself." He asked in a gentle voice.
 
She let out a sigh of relif as he put the whip away, watching him. Not wanting to get hit again, she slowly got up and sat near him, not next to him. She looked down and fiddled with her tail, not knowing what to say.

""I like apples?" She mummbled, still looking down.
 
He smiled at her, trying to meet her timid eyes. "Well, I'll be right back." He got up to leave the room and returned not long after with a bowl of apples. He set the bowl down on top of her cage, picking one and bringing it to her to eat. He tries to sit closer to her asking, "What else do you like?"
 
She looked up slowly, wondering if he would get mad at her. Tilting her head as he left, she started to fiddle with her collar. She ended up just trying to yank it off as he came back into the room. She dropped her hands guilty and stared at the floor.

Looking up as he handed her the apple, she took it and bit into it, smileing at the taste. Not noticing him sit down closer to her, she said softly,

"I like the color green."
 
He noticed her try to take off the collar but also knew she wouldn't be able to. He watched her bite the apple as he tried to move still closer, noting every thing she said and still asking to know more.
 
She thought for another moment as he asked her the same question, stll not noticing him move closer.

"Um, singing, and baking. Oh, and dancing." She bit down on her lip, wishing she hadn't said that she liked dancing. Would he make her dance for him?
 
Knowing she regretted mentioning that she liked to dance, he decided to cut her break and try to get closer, wanting badly to gain her trust.
 
"I'm Brad, and what's your name?" He asked, inching still closer until he felt his leg meet with hers.
 
"Charlie." She said, wondering why he hadn't just read her name when he bought her. She felt her leg met with his, and she grew uncomfterble. She wanted to move away, but was already sitting at the edge of the bed. She looked back down, fiddling with her tail.
 
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